Joe Budden - Follow My Lead lyrics

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Joe Budden - Follow My Lead lyrics

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Uh, I got b**hes on my dick, I don't want 'em near Closet full of brand names, I don't wanna wear Everybody got advice that I don't wanna hear World in your palm but you don't wanna share Still I'm followin you - are you leadin me with a weapon drawn? Co-dependent on her but got me in bed alone You say if you love it let it go, nothin set in stone Plus every rock they throw, I use as a stepping stone Got questions, say the answer's better left unknown Though I may not never see you, I should know you never gone So I break the mirror, cause everything it's showin me is wrong Grab your hand and go along - cause I'm followin you I say I should be pleased, what if I'm saddened? Always say I've been through worse, what if I haven't? But if that holds true, here's the lesson If you keep your head down, you might miss out on the blessing, sing [Hook - Joe Budden] - w/ ad libs I don't need the money (money), I don't need the fame (fame) I don't need the lifestyle, I don't need the pain (pain) I don't need the clubs (uh), I don't need the cars None of that really matters to me (whoa) I don't want the bad b**h, I don't want the strain (nope) I don't want the highs, enough sh** on the brain I don't want whatever's gonna help me be sane I just wanna follow your lead [Verse 2 - Joe Budden] You sayin follow my lead, follow, follow my lead Brought me to my knees, he must wanna holla at me When the world feel like swallowin me When every decision costly and I ain't got a dollar on me Check it, I don't wanna pretend, I don't wanna live a lie I don't wanna be judged, don't wanna be criticized I don't wanna talk, there's nothin I wanna say The more I let 'em get to know me, the more they just run away And that, must be your way of sayin we should stay together I know how to f** it up more than I can make it better I figured folk around me would learn to take it better Instead of tryin change me, I've been this way forever Time will reveal more will be shown You pushed it, I thought the door closed on it's own But uh, nevermind what caused it Livin a dream, nothin in this world powerful enough to pause it, sing [Hook] - w/ ad libs [Verse 3 - Joe Budden] He's sayin follow my lead, follow, follow my lead (uh) Cig in my mouth, prescription bottle by me And even when I think you might be makin a mistake I may not know the destination but I make it there safe Check it, when I feel like I can't get weaker, uh You always come and make a cameo or feature I'm good with my insanity and fevers Cause Pac's lookin from heaven sayin "they ain't understand me neither" A lot of times you leave me exposed And laugh at me, still thinkin I could be in control Help me weather the storm, altogether I ain't know him Cause I always disagree, though you ain't never been wrong Listen, I was feelin nearly unstoppable And now I'm facin what appeared to be impossible Feelin unimportant enough to have to bother you But I'm down here alone n***a, all I got is you [Hook] - w/ ad libs [Break - Unknown Female Singer] Uh, follow my leeeead Follow my lead [Verse 4 - Joell Ortiz] Check it (yaowa), I can't fit it all in a sixteen The night that I was tipsy and all them bullets just missed me (oh!) The day they rushed the block, I was strapped but they didn't frisk me (Damn) Why I ain't f** that stripper? Don't ask and now she's sick B The drop on that j**elry store for fifty And I backed out last minute like "nah, this sh** look risky" One of my mans dead, the other one in Poughkeepsie (man) Another one in the Feds, he'll be there until he's sixty (no!) I want to thank you for the blessings and the gifts And the lessons and the messages they left, I get the drift (I know) f** the cheddar or whatever, it don't measure up to this (naw) I mean never did I ever not remember you exist (woo!) When I hop up out my bed, hands together and I wish Swear to you it's from the heart, inside my chest you let it tick (thank you) I love you from the soul with every spiritual molecule (word) f** Twitter, all a n***a gotta do is follow you [Hook] - w/ ad libs